Do we recognize our best days or do we always compare them to what we suppose our best days would be like? I tend to be a pessimist, especially when I’m stressed (as I have been lately). I face every day with a tight chest and an aching head. I tend to look at the “bad” of today and dread what’s to come tomorrow. But what if tomorrow isn’t that bad? What if I make it bad through anticipation? What if, at the end of each day, I were to consider the quote in the subject of this post and acknowledge that the best days are yet to come? Would I not be able to look forward to the next day more positively?
Today was a bad day. Today, I struggled at work. I worried about finances. I found out that the man I love, the man I’ve been trying to help, the man I’ve been fighting for, has been lying to me and has betrayed me. I felt physical pain due to health issues. Today was a bad day.
Will tomorrow be a bad day? I don’t know. Maybe tomorrow will be one of the best days of my life. Maybe it won’t be. I have no way of knowing. But I do have control over how I approach it from the start. If I start my day convinced that things will go wrong…they will. But, you know what?
“…some of the best days of our lives haven’t happened yet,” so I don’t think I should rule out the possibility that one of those days might be tomorrow. So tomorrow (really today, now that it’s after midnight), I’m going to face the day with a fresh perspective, no matter how much physical pain and exhaustion I feel when I get up.
Tomorrow is a new day and it could be one of the best.